Why did I devote so many hours of my life to this book ? The writing and the plot weren’t even that good and the cover is so lame. This reminds me of another time where I kept reading and reading a particular book in the hopes that it would miraculously become amazing but it never did. What part of me wanted to pick up this book ? Was it my eyes because blue is my favorite color and it is quite prominent here ? The only part that I had delight in , was putting it down or reading the final page.